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Torn (A Nigerian Piece)

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My eyes trailed down and to my sheer horror, my mother was lying on the floor. Lifeless, motionless and stiff. The red liquid which I then concluded was blood was flowing like a river from the back of her head. Her eyes were wide open which scared the life out of me. 

Her Pink Jalamia was now a deeper shade of red as it soaked up the blood. 
Her black slipper in her left palm, maybe she used it to defend herself. The tiles had blood running all over them and the white rug had a new pink colour added to it due to the red liquid.

He came closer, putting his fore finger on his lips, telling me to keep quiet and he brought the bottle closer. I let my instincts take over and I ran away from him. 


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Having your mother murdered by no one else than your father might not be the best thing to happen to a teenager.
Efe Naborhi's life takes a 360 degree turn as she has no choice but to live with her neighbour/best friend, Amanda. 

Left with nothing but bile and bittersweet determination running down her throat, she sets up on an adventure to find the man who started it all whilst meeting people and going places she never thought she would set eyes on. 

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Forbidden Love autorstwa Mehakwrites_

"You like red colour?" I asked him and looked in his eyes to see admiration for me in it . A hue of redness came on my cheeks "Yes I love red , just like how I'm loving this redness of your cheeks" he said and curled the end of my hairs with his fingers . I smiled shyly and looked away and heard him chuckling. ********* "I love you dev" He smiled and there were few tears visible in the corner of his eyes. I instantly hugged him and he wrapped his hand around me tightly, I encircled my arms around around his neck and hugged him tightly "I love you zoya , I love you soo much" he said and tears of joy started coming from my eyes . ********* "Y-yo-ou a-are ge-getting ma-married?" Dev stuttered and asked Zoya who was standing infront of him with a straight face "Yes and now stop following me" Dev's jaw clenched and his fist curled at the side , he took hold of Zoya's hand and started dragging her from there. "Dev leave me" ********** Zoya looked at herself in the mirror and smiled painfully after seeing herself being decked up in a beautiful bridal attire . Tears started flowing from her eyes . This is not what she wanted , she was supposed to marry the person she loves , not some stranger . She clenched her heart and started crying vigorously. No one was there to comfort her in her misery . She cried and cried till her heart can't take it anymore . She looked at the dressing table and found a small scissor , she wiped her tears harshly and took hold of it and kept it on her left hand wrist . She is ready to end her life . She closed her eyes . She saw faint images of herself and dev , laughing and giggling with eachother , running behind eachother , they were happy . Maybe not on earth but in heaven they will be happy , she smiled and welcomed her death. "ZOYA!!!" _______________________________________ 🏆 Most impressive ranking: #1 in passion #2 in lucknow

Destined Hearts autorstwa xxxwannabewriterxxx

Muhammad thought of Madeenah as a child, younger than his baby sister, although way more mature. She seemed to have created a bond with his daughter and that was all that came to his mind about her. Not her smooth caramel skin, or her captivating light brown eyes and neither did her sweet voice do it for him. Madeenah thought of Ya Muhammad as an arrogant and stoic person but a really good father. In truth she was terrified of him. She hated the way he would look at her, as though she was less important than him. She hated the way he never spoke unless he needed to. She hated the way his voice washed over her, making her shiver. She hated his height and how it made him tower over her small frame. She hated him but she just couldn't stop thinking about him. So what happens when the two end up being brought together by an unusual arrangement . He's older, she's younger. He has a daughter and she has barely begun life. Will he let go of the past and try to find happiness or will he drag her down with him? --------------------------------------- "Let's get married." He says with such a straight face that I feel stupid as I chuckle. "What did you just say?" I ask in disbelief. "You heard me Madeenah." He says in a gravelly tone. "Why would you want to marry me?" I shake my head. "You don't like me." "I like you well enough to be married to you." His broad shoulders shrug in his familiar black suit. What is going on with him? And what have I gotten myself into?

Before you go autorstwa meemxy

"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:

Grace (BWWM) autorstwa Sarah579

"I'm going to take care of you and the kids, Grace." Oh. I just...I get this feeling within me that just warms me throughout. "You already are, Joe." "I know, but I mean in a different way. I've been doing that as an outsider. I'd like to be a part of your family." "Joseph...you've been a part of our family for years. We've never thought of you in any other way." It's the truth. His eyebrows raise and he stares at me for a while. Then he nods. I smile gently and he kisses my cheek again then gives me a smoldering look. "Thank you." He brings one of my hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to it, his eyes still fixed on mine. My breath catches with the intensity there. "I love you, Grace." The sincerity in his words are as clear as day. All at once, I feel so incredibly grateful to have him in my life and I find tears springing up. His gaze softens as he sees them. Ordinarily I would try to hide this obvious sign of vulnerability, but I don't. There's no reason to with him. "I love you too." He smiles gently and then turns his head towards my hand still on his face, pressing a tender kiss to my palm. ~~~ This is an age gap interracial (bwwm) Christian romance that involves Joe, a widower, and Grace, a widow of six years and family friend. Joe has just lost his wife and Grace is there for him as he works through a grief that she is unfortunately familiar with. As the years go by and he continues to heal, their friendship develops into something more.

𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒐 𝒀𝑯𝑾𝑯 autorstwa Roseisfullofthorns

ᴰᴼ ᵞᴼᵁ ᵂᴬᴺᵀ ᵀᴼ ᴷᴺᴼᵂ ᴹᵞ ˢᵀᴼᴿᵞ? "Kenneth." He kept pacing. "...and I met you. You weren't okay and it just broke my heart for some reason. How much can one person take? And I keep feeling this tug towards you, to check up on you but you're so stubborn. I had to pray about it all the time because I felt my heart was deceiving me or something. God knows how confused I was before I accepted that..." He just paused. "That what?" "That I liked you." ❊❊❊❊❊ In my story I'm a child of unfortunate circumstances, born to a reckless father and a housewife mother although the world thinks I have it all. In my story I struggle between loving my parents even though their actions make me angry, I struggle to be the shield for my sister while leaving her alone to pick herself up, I struggle to fit in with my peers even though we we've been friends for years. I can't even hold on to the person who saw me and wanted me. I hide myself behind thousands of questions, anxiety and fear. In my story I'm just another girl raised in Ibadan with nothing to look forward to. Hope is unknowingly what kept me together, hence I started writing letters. What am I hoping for? Who am I hoping on? Why? Why do I write to a person I can't see? How desperate must I be? I hope in a God I used to have around me. Though I don't blame him, I question why he left me, if he's still out there, and if he can still help me. Or maybe he never left me at all. "𝐺𝑜𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑘 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚, 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑢𝑠." 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑠 17:27 #1 letterwriting #1 Christianfiction #2 wattpadn

IRRESISTIBLE. (LOST IN HER CHARM) (BWWM)✔️ autorstwa Crown_Imagination73

* #1 in Interracialmarriage* This book contains very strong language and well-detailed sex scenes. Read at your own risk. "Ari, I know what you are thinking right now. But the truth is that I did not have sex with Micheal Williams" I told her the truth. "What?! So, who did you sleep with? ". She asked "Grey". I revealed. At first, she was shocked. But then she was confused because Michael was my date last night. "How? You left with Micheal. How did you end up Grey? " "I met Grey at the party. It's all complicated. But, I left the party with Grey. Not Micheal". I sighed. "I know I've hurt Micheal. Even though we are not a thing. But, it was bad of me to leave with someone else Katsen met Grey Stone. A young billionaire and the CEO of the company she works for. She fell in love at first sight. Little did she know that her feelings for him would bring a new turn in her life as she entered into an undefined relationship with him. An unexpected person brought an unexpected twist to their love story. She suddenly found herself in a love triangle. What does fate have installed for her? 2024 #1 in interracial marriage. 4/4/24 #1 in interracial marriage 14/4/24 #20. Interracial love. 26/07/24 #20. naija. 01/08/24 #3. In African. 13/08/24

Arise autorstwa wolfette91

Life is weird, Elizabeth Wellfringer thought to herself. She had just turned 33, going to work on her birthday, when she died and found herself surrounded by inky blackness before floating in front of a blinding iridescent light. She knew who it was, she could feel it in her very soul. God spoke to her, she had a choice to enter into rest eternal or a chance at rebirth into a world at random, but to live again she would go through hard ships worst then she has ever known. Her life was unsatisfactory though, she wanted more from it. She had been plain, boring, normal. Work, home, eat, anime, read, be antisocial. That was her life for many years. She wanted to start anew. Now being reborn, her new name was Namari. She didn't know her last name and had awoken in a filthy ally way with no memory from her life there. She was filthy and wounded, not only that but there were monsters everywhere. She barely remembers that she died and was reborn to another world. Had trouble recalling much, probably because of the injuries on her head, but the monsters before her were familiar. No one could see them though and she briefly wondered if she was crazy, delusional... Welcome to the world of Jujutsu. This is an Itadori Yuji x reader x Ryomen Sukuna fanfic! This is going to be part of a series of fanfiction about a person being Isekai'd/Reborn into an anime. I have many I want to write from Naruto, to One Piece, to JJK etc. Each can be read, once created, by its self! Each book is a book where the person was reborn into that world instead.

COLD (a nigerian story) autorstwa BeautyYoungWriter_

"Nevaeh you need to understand that life ain't a bed of roses. It has it's ups and downs but that doesn't mean you should blame God for that! Once in a while you lose people you love. It's not because God hates you or because he doesn't exists. It's because that's what is meant to happen." He said dropping his fanta. "God exists. And that's why you and I are still living" he finished. I frowned at him not wanting to press the issue further. He held my gaze, his eyes not leaving mine. I looked down at my plate trying to avoid his bold stare. "This sucks" I muttered. Daniel and Yimika are practically the same in this God thingy. How the heck did I get myself tangled with them?! ############## Have you ever come across someone with so much drama in their life? If you haven't... Meet Yemisi Nevaeh Simon, A fifteen years old Nigerian who has spent fourteen years of her life living in America but comes down to Nigeria with her family. Daughter of a well respected Godly Billioniare. Loves to express herself, cold hearted, mean, self centered, selfish and lots more. Used to be a Christian but things changed when her twin died in a 'gun shot' right behind her. She doesn't give up yet in searching for her twin because of the mysteries that keep unfolding. She meets Yimika Owolabi, the complete opposite of her, but like the saying, opposite attracts, they became best friends. She also meets Daniel, but after a loong time...they finally get along. What then happens when Tony comes? Because in my point of view, they are like birds of the same feathers so why didn't they want to flock together at the beginning? Fights for justice, Fights for love, Fights for right. There is a little plot twist though. Maybe or maybe not........... NO CUSSING, SWEARING OR MATURE CONTENTS. Cover by @sapphiregarton Copyright 2019 ************************* #1- christianromance [28/01/19] #1- Jesus [20/01/18] #4- atheist [29/01/19] ©2019

His Only Love (18+) autorstwa storiesbyShravzzz

"Marry me" he said. she was hell shocked by his confession because no one will expect this from a complete stranger or she was thinking she heard something wrong . "wha...wha....what did you say now??? I think I heard something wrong" she asked gathering some courage. He chuckled to see her shuttering and said " you didn't hear anything wrong and yes , I asked you to marry me". she was again shocked by his words. "But why will I marry you?"she asked him with so much courage. "Because I need a partner to marry and your fiance who was supposed to marry you today didn't come"he said. Little did he know why her fiance didn't come to marry her. That's it tears started flowing from her eyes. seeing her tears his heart felt pain and he made a promise to himself that "after today I will make you and your tears be enemies because I will make sure you will definitely not need them in your life anymore.this my promise"he said to himself. "If he didn't come then it doesn't mean that I will marry a stranger"she said and started going away for him. Then she got a call from an unknown number after receiving the call she was silent for whole three minutes. seems like only the person talked. after the call cut she opened her phone saw some pictures the other person sent. she was numb after seeing those pictures her hands and legs are shivering. she was in that position for almost 10 minutes and she was feeling different emotions like heart break,betrayal,pain,anger. He was observing all her movements because he knew he was solely responsible for her condition. He created all this mess to bring her into his life and in his arms. the movement his eyes fell on her he knew that was she was what he wanted and he will do anything to make her his. that is he wanted her to make "Mrs.Shravani Vikram Singh Rathore". He came out of his trance and saw that she was coming to him in an angry mode. she came and stood in front of him and told him that"I am ready to marry you.."

Sadiya |REWRITING autorstwa herpagedrea1m

1 of 2 - Shukr series. {COMPLETED} ___ • His African Angel & Her Brown-Eyed Stranger • ___ I whispered to him as we continued to sway to the lyrics. "They say, 'every life is a story', but I thank you. Thank you for being part of mine, thank you for being my knight in shining cloak, Zayan ibn Ahmer." ••• Not all smiles make a happy person. Contrary to the misinterpreted fact that not all horns and forks make the devil. Sadiya Muhammad Yusuf. Having lost a father as well as a brother at her teenage years. No, wrong guess. Many might be stricken of a thought as to her loss of those who were meant to be the most important males in her life. It was not the defunct of any of them. With a sick mother, scales through all life threw at her. Aiming right at the bullseye as a gynecologist. Right when she thought all was falling back into place, she loses her only confidante, supporter. Her only parent in the picture, dead. She never thought her life would be the same. But what happens, when the one being she convinced herself to loathe the most shows erratically after the past comes haunting her present? ••• Royalty screams a lot. Power. Grace. Wealth. Aristocracy. And most of all; Status. In the city of Yemen, comes no exception from the qualities of being Royal. When a prince by name, Zayan ibn Ahmer ibn Ayyub al-Qadim III, like a cliché Bollywood movie, bumps into a lady shooting laser towards the man he finds her in the arms of. Nigeria had always been among his favorites, perhaps even more. Specially after he sets those light-brown orbs on her. Not all angels had wings, and not all Africans must be bound to their continent. Maybe physically and ethnically, but surely not by heart too. You might wonder what happens after, long story short, having a mix of the two is worth every patience. |NEW VERSION| Fatima Abdulmalik 2023. All Rights Reserved ©

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"You like red colour?" I asked him and looked in his eyes to see admiration for me in it . A hue of redness came on my cheeks "Yes I love red , just like how I'm loving this redness of your cheeks" he said and curled the end of my hairs with his fingers . I smiled shyly and looked away and heard him chuckling. ***** "I love you dev" He smiled and there were few tears visible in the corner of his eyes. I instantly hugged him and he wrapped his hand around me tightly, I encircled my arms around around his neck and hugged him tightly "I love you zoya , I love you soo much" he said and tears of joy started coming from my eyes . * "Y-yo-ou a-are ge-getting ma-married?" Dev stuttered and asked Zoya who was standing infront of him with a straight face "Yes and now stop following me" Dev's jaw clenched and his fist curled at the side , he took hold of Zoya's hand and started dragging her from there. "Dev leave me" ****** Zoya looked at herself in the mirror and smiled painfully after seeing herself being decked up in a beautiful bridal attire . Tears started flowing from her eyes . This is not what she wanted , she was supposed to marry the person she loves , not some stranger . She clenched her heart and started crying vigorously. No one was there to comfort her in her misery . She cried and cried till her heart can't take it anymore . She looked at the dressing table and found a small scissor , she wiped her tears harshly and took hold of it and kept it on her left hand wrist . She is ready to end her life . She closed her eyes . She saw faint images of herself and dev , laughing and giggling with eachother , running behind eachother , they were happy . Maybe not on earth but in heaven they will be happy , she smiled and welcomed her death. "ZOYA!!!" _______________________________________ 🏆 Most impressive ranking: #1 in passion #2 in lucknow

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